#these poor brothers

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🧠With mario and luigi?

🧠 Traumatic event

writing prompts

There are so many ideas for this prompt alone!

I was brainstorming on this today, and as I did I thought "What if the Bros were reliving trauma through a similar experience?". So here it is :) Please note it gets sad!

Takes place in the Mario Movie verse. Based on Super Princess Peach

- - -

Mario had never felt such despair.

The plumber stretched out his aching legs, and took in the small, square space of his cell. Not that he was expecting anything to be different. He had been in this same spot for days now. Maybe months, it was hard to tell. He could practically memorise the stone walls even with his eyes closed.

How could things have gone this way?

How could Bowser have been able to capture them so easily?

It was his fault, he knew that. Even though others would obviously tell him later that it wasn't. He hadn't been vigilant enough. Hadn't been prepared. If he was, then he wouldn't be sitting in a cell, worrying about Peach, and wondering how far away she was from rescuing them.

He and Luigi would never have been split up.

Mario's heart immediately stung at the thought of his brother. They hadn't seen each other since the day they and the kingdom had been captured. Mario clearly recalled the way their hands reached for each other, the two brothers dragged apart by the Koopa army on either side. Mario managed to punch a few back before reaching again, only to yet again to be pulled back by even more forces. He saw Luigi's face glistening wet trails as he was dragged to another part of the castle. Far away from where Mario was to be placed.

Mario also recalled the sheer hatred he felt when he looked at Bowser. The Koopa King's grin was mocking, and filled with malice.

Mario's heart burnt with that same hatred now, and he clutched at his face to fight back the tears. He would not let Bowser or any of his guards catch him like this! The idea was more humiliating than anything. But he missed his brother so much.

It was all feeling too much like the first time they had discovered the Mushroom Kingdom, when they had been torn apart so viciously in the warp zone.

"We've never been apart this long."

Those words are what he had said to Peach all that time ago in the flower field. And he had meant it. He had carried that dull ache of loss, of longing, until the brothers were finally reunited, and Mario had held him in his arms once again.

He sat up and hugged his arms around him now. He imagined Luigi was with him, arms wrapped around him just as tight, his head nestled on his shoulder.

It would obviously suck, to be stuck in a cell, but at least they would have each other...

"I'm so sorry Luigi", Mario wept.

He raised a hand and made a gesture as if he was cradling a head. It all suddenly felt so real.

"I miss you."

- - -

Luigi was lying on the floor of his cell.

How long he had? He didn't know or care. His routine wasn't going to be any different in the next hour. Or the next.

He was beginning to lose his sense of reality. Stuck in this cell wasn't helping matters.

He had cried for days before the Koopa guards had installed insolation around the edge of his cell door, in a vain attempt to muffle the noise.

In all fairness, it wasn't like he was dangling over a pit of lava this time. So it was much cooler. And he wasn't in an uncomfortable cage, just a slightly bigger uncomfortable cell. So he had that going for him.

But at least in the lava prison he had company. Despite the few days of growing concern over his brother, and the heat of the lava scorching his skin, he had others to talk to. King Penguin was an interesting person with many tales from his kingdom, despite his high pride. And there had been a few koopas and goombas trapped in there that had rebelled against Bowser - so it had been helpful to get their insight. Even Lumalee had been company to an extent, although his unnerving talks of death made sure that Luigi only spoke to them when necessary.

No, the worst thing was that he missed his big brother so bad.

And it was even worse than in the lava prison. At least there he had hope that his brother was coming. This time they were both trapped. Unable to even be together because Bowser had insisted on splitting them up.

The King had known exactly what he was doing then.

Luigi clenched a fist tightly. Oh how he wished that he could have the Power Star again so he could be stronger and punch Bowser in the face like he and Mario did in that final battle in Brooklyn.

But he had no Power Star. Just his own thoughts that were slowly swirling into one day after day.

Luigi stared at the wall. How many times had he counted the bricks, or memorised every line around each slab in an attempt to pass the time?

He was going mad.

He stretched his arm out a little more, his palm facing upwards. He imagined that Mario was lying beside him. What would he say? Probably something optimistic like they would find a way out soon. Maybe they would spend the days just talking to make the time pass quicker. Mario would talk the most, he always did in dire situations.

"Luigi."

Luigi blinked. Surprisingly he wasn't startled, or scared. In fact he felt the opposite, as a vision of his brother appeared lying beside him, his hand resting in Luigi's palm.

Luigi smiled. His head felt so heavy, and for a moment he considered that he really was going mad. But he didn't want this image of his brother to go away. He felt so real.

The vision of Mario looked at him with such love and relief that Luigi thought he would start crying again. His 'brother's' hand slipped its fingers in between Luigi's, and gently stroked his thumb with his own.

"I'm so sorry, Luigi."

Luigi found himself replying.

"It's not your fault."

"You always says that", 'Mario' huffed. "But it is. I should've been stronger. I couldn't protect you."

"No one could see it coming", said Luigi more insistent this time. "Don't blame yourself."

"How are you doing?", asked 'Mario'. The concern was evident on his face.

Luigi shrugged.

"Ok. I'm getting by. What about you?"

"Ok", 'Mario' replied back. "The food is terrible though."

Luigi let out a soft laugh at that. His 'brother' smiled back.

"You know...", said Luigi. "When I was trapped in Bowser's fortress, the very first time, I sometimes imagined you were with me."

"I bet I wouldn't have been as brave as you."

"Oh you would!", Luigi spoke up. "You would've busted out of there faster than I ever did..."

'Mario' reached over with his other hand and patted their intertwined ones.

"You were brave enough to hang in there. And you're gonna keep hanging in there now. Promise me, little bro."

"I promise Mario", Luigi whispered. "I miss you."

And just like that Luigi blinked out of the trance. He sat up, finding his whole body stiff from lying down so long. He glanced up at the tiny window at the top of the outside of his cell. From what he could see, the sky was already staining a golden yellow. The guards would be here soon with his evening meal (of which would no doubt consist of stale bread and cheese).

Luigi sat back on the bench, letting out a deep breath so all his muscles relaxed.

"Hang in there Mario", he whispered. "I'll see you soon."

- - -

Back in his own cell, Mario was lying on the floor, only it was in the opposite direction than to how Luigi had been. His arm was outstretched, and his hand curled upwards in an odd angle, almost like he was trying to intertwine his fingers with someone.

"I miss you too, Luigi", Mario whispered. "Hang in there."

- - -

Authors notes under the cut

Oh dang this was heartbreaking to write ;_; Hope you like this anon!

I considered doing a scene when the brother's wake up from a nightmare of the events that transpired in the movie (like so many other fics have done)...

And then I thought, well what if I did it from another perspective. Have the brothers relive the trauma of being forcefully separated! That is defiantly something they would never want to relive again. And then I remembered Super Princess Peach and, well, here we are!

I hope you all like it, and thank you for reading <3

[0vergrowngraveyard]

how quickly can a lighthearted conversation about the brothers turn into angst? the answer may surprise you

@myyla-x

[forgetful-nerd]

These three would crack each other up with horrible puns and jokes all day.

[aroaceleovaldez]

i have suddenly become obsessed with a theme that HoO established but never proceeded to extrapolate on, which is:

You are Percy Jackson, and you have been swapped with a boy who was allegedly everyone's favorite person, but they have decided to replace him with you. They just met you. You stand next to his best friend and the people he's known his entire life. In his home. In his cloak. In his place. They stopped looking for him.

You are Jason Grace, and you have just found out you have a long lost sister who completely replaced you in her life with this girl you just met. Your lives and personalities are mirrors. She is you, living the life you were robbed of.

You are Annabeth Chase, and you have just become starkly aware that you have been inhabiting the void left behind by your best friend's long lost brother. You and Luke were just replacements for him. Now you have to look him in the eyes when he has nothing and know you took that life from him.

You are Piper McLean, and you have just found out your relationship is fake and built entirely on the memories of Annabeth Chase. You have been given a boyfriend when hers has been taken away. You have no idea how much of it is real or not but regardless you feel like if your relationship isn't exactly in their image that you have failed.

You are Leo Valdez, and you have just learned that you are the echo of your great-grandfather. You are not your own person. You just exist to be a mirror of him. A doppelganger. An actor and stunt double facing all the danger he never had to but wearing his face. To be there for his best friend decades later simply because he couldn't. You are playing a role. A seventh wheel and a pawn for a goddess who carefully sculpted your entire life for her own purposes.

You are Hazel Levesque, and the only reason you are alive is because your brother couldn't save your his sister. You are a consolation prize. An apology. Your existence here is misplaced in every way but you inhabit it anyways.

You are Frank Zhang, and you are a shapeshifter. Inhabiting your own body feels strange and clumsy when you could be literally anything at any time. You are anything and everything and live your life with the simple certainty of knowing exactly how you will die.

[egophiliac]

don't think I'm not still deep in the episode 7 brainrot. because OH BOY AM I

(also one more extremely, obnoxiously self-referential thing, I'm -- I'm so sorry)

[mysicklove]

younger brother yuuji goes through a (very rough) phase where whenever you and sukuna go on date night he clings to sukunas leg and sobs for you guys to bring him with you. sukuna has to pry the little spider monkey off of his leg and into uraumes arms and slam the door shut before the strangely adaptive toddler can escape from their arms. but, it only ends up with yuuji locking himself in the bathroom with uraumes phone, spam calling you and sukunas phone and sending blurry, toddler taken, face pics of him crying. eventually when he starts getting voicemails of just yuuji sobbing, sukuna gets so peeved at the boy that the two of you go home just for sukuna to yell at him. but with the scolding doesn’t work, considering how yuuji is back to clinging onto sukunas leg with the biggest grin on his face for having his wishes granted. the two of you go a couple months without date night :/

[mipmoth]

Cain instinct strong enough to traverse time and space

[tanyayoung-322]

To this day this is still one of two scenes I can't watch( other one is that dreaded scene that shall not be named in Nemesis) Just seeing the screenshot, is hard.

s t a r t r e k t h e n e x t g e n e r a t i o n created by gene roddenberry [descent part ii, s7ep1] 'Data Deactivates Lore'

[signanothername]

Misplaced hatred

I always thought that if Nightmare got to see the younger version of Dream he wouldn’t be able to contain his hatred regardless, only to realize how misplaced his hatred is and that he fucked up later down the line

I had a part 1 sketched that had smol Night but my chronic pain said fuck you and i haven’t cleaned it up much so no part one just this shhshshsh

Edit: finally made part 1

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[bluewolfangel01]

Mc tends to accidently falls asleep around the HoL after an exhausting day, like on the couch in the living room or library. Now the question is what do the brothers do if they stumble upon said sleeping Mc?

Lucifer

He'll pick up and carry Mc somewhere else, away from any interruptions that the other brothers might (will definitely) bring

His room is the most ideal place for that since his brothers don't enter his room

He'll lay Mc down on his bed and admire them and their peaceful face for a minute or two

Depending on how much work he has to do, he'll either stay and cuddle or he'll sadly have to leave to return to his work

Mammon

He'll also pick up Mc and take them to his room

Difference is he'll stay and cuddle with them, with him being the big spoon most of the time

His human deserves only the best and most relaxing sleep of all, which of course means that he has to cuddle with them to protect them from nightmares or in case his brothers trying to pester them

Theres no other solution

Levithan

Sadly he won't pick up Mc and take them to his room

Instead he'll go get one of his extra cozy merch blankets to drape onto Mc so that they don't get cold

He might even get one of his pillows to place under Mc's head too

He might feel like he's not able to do much or anything for Mc sometimes, nevertheless he'll try to help Mc have a decent nap as best he can

Satan

First, he's going to make sure he has a book, if he doesn't, he goes to get one then comes back

After that, he'll carefully move Mc so he can lay down on the couch too and then lays them on top of him

He likes feeling Mc softly breathing against him while he reads

Sometimes he'll move them to his room if he doesn't feel social enough that day but still wants quality Mc cuddle time

Asmodeus

Pictures, he's going to take just a few all the pictures of Mc's cute sleeping face

Maybe experiment with some nail design ideas that he has (Mc knows he does this and allows it)

If Mc is still sleeping, he might sit on the couch, move their head to lay on his lap, and brush their hair

It's rare that he naps with, but if he does, he lays on top of Mc and hugs them like a giant teddy bear

Beelzebub

He'd lay down and put Mc on top of him

However, he wouldn't be able to do so for long since he'll start to get hungry quick and will have to get up again

The solution? Carry around Mc in his arms or on his back, similar to what he does with Belphie

He'll even put his jacket on Mc so they don't get cold

If he comes across Belphie while carrying Mc, it's Attic Sandwhich cuddle time

Belphegor

Immediately will lay on top of Mc

Will hug his cow print pillow in one arm and has his other arm wrapped around Mc

Doesn't bother with bringing a blanket, he makes a great heat source all on his own

If Mc is having a dream, he's going to make sure they dont have any bad ones

He knows Mc is exhausted and wants to make sure they get as much rest as they need to feel better again

[number1abbasupporter]

Sirius: *puking in the toilet*

Peter: ah is it a hangover?

Remus: no he walked in on James and Regulus shagging this morning

Peter:

Peter: oh

[shyjusticewarrior]

Red Hood Incorrect Quotes Pt 17

Jason: I can't girlboss without my fucking coffee!!

Jason: Google, stop showing me sex ads! I know there are desperate sluts in the area; I have a mirror!

Tim: She can be critical.

Jason: That’s okay. I take criticism really well.

Tim: No, you don’t.

Jason: What’s that supposed to mean?!

Tim: Just that you don’t take criticism very well!

Jason: Why don’t you just kick me in the face?!

[sillybilly4]

Womp womp

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[littlecrittereli]

That moment when your non-affectionate brother is suddenly affectionate

[turtleblogatlast]

I love Raph and haven’t said that enough so to be more specific I love that Raph is a soft boy who loves bear plushies, a gross boy who eats an assortment of things that are definitely better left alone, a smart boy who is more than capable of taking down villains through planning and fortitude alike, a strong boy who is dedicated to training his muscles and fighting prowess, a teenage boy who loves his brothers but is more than happy to tease and roughhouse with them, an angry boy who sometimes lets his anger take a hold of him to cover the fear, a gentle boy who is generous with hugs and affirmations to those he loves, a capable boy who takes on more than should ever be expected of a teenager, a good boy who just wants to be a hero and slowly comes to realize the cost of that duty, a good boy who has no reservations about putting himself in the way of harm coming to his family, a good boy who’s a great brother and son and person and deserves only the best the world has to offer.